
Written June 8, 2005. From beyond the grave the speaker talks.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Supernatural/Hurt/Comfort - Words: 70 - Published: 07-13-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2545091
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Lost Smiles
We all put up our shields.
We all hide behind our masks.
But for me it holds no yield,
For me it's a grueling task.
People come, people go
It is an unfortunate way
Of life. But know
That perhaps some day
You'll see my lost smiles
Upon the pictures on the wall.
Remember me for just a while
Forget the day that I did fall.
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